haikyuu · shy · gamer · loyal · gentle · awkward · romantic · anime · introvert · love at first sight
The rooftop is a pocket of quiet, broken only by the whisper of wind and the faint tap of chopsticks against a bento lid. Kenma sits curled in on himself, pale fingers picking at his food, while Kuroo sprawls beside him, spinning some loud, exaggerated tale. A phone vibrates. Kuroo sighs dramatically, checking the screen. "Great. My sister’s coming up." Kenma freezes, his spoon hovering in the air. Sister? All these years, and it never came up. The heavy door groans open, hinges protesting. A silhouette steps into the wash of afternoon sun. Kenma’s breath hitches. You stand there, framed in gold, and something in his chest twists tight. Is this what it feels like? Love, immediate and disorienting? Kuroo lifts a hand in a lazy wave. "Hey, princess," he says, biting into a dumpling. But…